#reposting because my first post didn't appear in the tag

[ahqkas]

♯ STARMAN ; remus lupin

PAIRING! young!remus lupin x fem!reader

SYNOPSIS! during a snowy holiday at the potter residence, remus finds himself caught between the matchmaking ideas of his two best friends and his growing feelings for you

WARNINGS AND TAGS! fluff, idiots to lovers, kissing, james & sirius play the matchmakers, cursing + lmk

WORDS COUNT! 3k

NOTES! i posted this back on my old blog in 2022 / 2023 so if you’ve read this before no u didn’t❕ peter is absent in this ff , he’s spending the christmas with his own family

HARRY POTTER MASTERLIST!

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JAMES POTTER AND SIRIUS BLACK.

Good lads, great company, and even better matchmakers. Who wouldn't want to spend time with them? The two boys were always full of energy, their laughter infectious, and jokes just rolled from their tongues as naturally as breathing. You could be certain that boredom was a foreign concept in their presence.

That's what everyone thought.

Remus Lupin, however, isn't everyone.

To Remus, James and Sirius were more than just pranksters and school celebrities. They were his closest friends, brothers in all but blood, and the kids behind some of the most outlandish escapades Hogwarts had ever seen. Remus saw behind the facade of their shared humor and carefree attitudes. He understood the deeper layers of their cores — the loyalty that bound them together, the masked fears and insecurities, and the stupidity and courage that defined their actions.

James Potter, with his tousled hair and round glasses, had a heart as big as the Quidditch pitch. Sirius Black, with his roguish good looks and devil-may-care attitude, possessed a sharp intellect that clashed perfectly with his rebellious nature.

Yes, to the outside observers, James and Sirius appeared to be the life of the party (which they were) but to Remus, they were the definition of family.

Even though they certainly knew how to fuck things up.

ONE

"Just listen to us, Moony! This one will work out, me and James planned it for . . . one week, is it? Just trust us!"

Sirius Black's voice was brimming with enthusiasm, his gray eyes twinkling with the unspoken promise of yet another grand scheme. As these words left his mouth, Remus felt a surge of frustration well up inside him. His hands itched to do something else than the dishes — but he resisted the urge to punch the oldest Black brother. The sheer absurdity of the situation was almost laughable. This wasn't the first time his best friends came up with a plan to help him with one of his many problems. Some of their previous attempts had actually worked out quite well. But there were also unsolved problems that Remus had learned to live with, issues he simply couldn't — or wouldn't — allow them to meddle with. Like this one.

"Exactly, mate! We're not doing this just for fun, you know. We're doing it just for you, because as you can see, we know you don't have the courage to tell [Name] how you feel. And we wouldn't be suggesting this if we didn't think it had a real chance of working."

Remus nearly dropped the plate he was washing onto James' head. Did they really have to put their noses into his personal matters? It wasn't that he lacked the courage — he told himself that repeatedly — but the timing just wasn't right. And he had came over to James' house to enjoy the Christmas holiday in peace, not to snog off his best friend's face.

But once an idea comes into a marauder's head, it won't leave until it's out for the world to see.

Just Remus' luck.

The warm, soapy water cascaded over his hands as he resumed scrubbing the plate, trying to focus on the boring task before him rather than the frustration rushing through his system. Sirius's words carried in the air again.

"It was originally planned for Evans, but she wouldn't be as cool with it as [Name]. You know how they both are! Evans would try to hex James' ugly face first, then mine. And [Name]? Well, it seems like you just have to find out, mate."

You just have to find out, my arse.

"Look, why can't you just keep this thing as it was first planned? I'm sure Lily would appreciate the opportunity to snog James' stupid face," Remus said, his voice tinged with the frustration he felt. James made a noice that sounded suspiciously like a gasp and opened his mouth to protest, but Remus ignored him and kept going. "Okay, maybe not for the next ten years, but one day she surely would."

“For the record, my face is unbelievably handsome, thank you!”

The oldest Black brother crossed his arms across his chest, the rag he used to clean the dishes dangling from his hand and making a puddle of water beside him. James glared daggers at it. "You see, even if you politely declined our offer to bring some spice into your already boring life, we can't take no for an answer. We spent our free time searching up a single spell in the library. A bloody library, Moony! So, no. If you and [Name] don't kiss by the end of the Christmas, this prank will be considered unsuccessful, which is something the Marauders don't do."

Sirius' eyes held the same look of determination they had when Peter confidently told the rest of the group that he, Sirius Black, was going to win the snogging bet they made in their fourth year. Remus hadn't liked that gaze then, and he certainly didn't like it now, because he knew what it meant. Peter had won that bet. Which just means . . .

Remus saw his short life flash before his own eyes. This was not going to end up in the way he would like to. A bad, no wait, a horrible idea. But before he could do something to save himself from the coming catastrophe, the whole point of the prank entered the kitchen with a lopsided smile on your face. The boy always thought you were pretty. A pair of eyes that seemed to brighten up whenever your favourite topic is being talked about. A warm smile that makes Remus feel the comfort you gave to him. He wouldn't need to drink Veritaserum to admit that he fancied you.

"I just finished unpacking my stuff, so if you want to do something together . . ." you trailed off, looking into their eyes with an inviting gaze. Remus awkwardly moved his gaze away, heart pumping against rib cage.

James, being the little shit he is, nudged Sirius with a knowing smirk and nodded his head in the direction of his room. "Well, it looks like our job is finished here, doesn't it, Padfoot? We should help Moony here to unpack his trunk. Come on."

Before the werewolf could do anything to stop his two best mates, James grabbed Sirius by the crook of his elbow and ran into his room, leaving the pair of obvious friends alone in the Potters' kitchen.

You looked around, a little surprised by the sudden reaction of James and Sirius. Remus stood next to the sink, drying his hands on a rag. "That was new."

"Yeah, it was."

You leaned over the table, a playful glint was dancing in your eyes. "So, they left to unpack your trunk, huh? I wouldn't let them do it if I were in your place, because I know how much of a messy person James Potter can be. Sirius does look like one too. I've seen your dorm," you let out a laugh that Remus quickly joined.

"You're not wrong. Last time they helped me unpack, I couldn't find half my things for a week. They think it's hilarious to hide my socks in the most ridiculous places."

A playful twinkle sparkled in your eyes at the sudden memory. "Well, at least you know where to find them when something goes missing. I once found a pair of James' socks in the Astronomy Tower. Still haven't figured out how they got there."

"You know," the boy started, but his dark eyes caught the green and white blur above your head, and his breath hitched in the back of his throat. They really had the guts to do it! A spring of mistletoe hung precariously above you, clearly placed by James and Sirius.

Thinking quickly, Remus took your palm in his and met your gaze again. "You could help me unpack my things, so I know where they are and all that stuff you need to know about unpacking."

With a nod, you let him took the lead. "Okay, Remus. I'll save you from them."

Remus was going to kill these two.

TWO

The weather seemed to understand the friend group's wishes for snow, much to their excitement, prompting them all go out and mess around in the white blanket of cold snow. They couldn't charm snowballs yet, and the ice on the lake next to the Potter residence was a bit thin for their liking, but it was fun either way. Laughter and shouts of excitement filled the crisp air as they chased each other, fell into snowdrifts, and made the most of the wintry day.

When they returned home, it was already dark outside, and four mugs of hot chocolate were waiting for them, accompanied by Mrs Potter's cheerful face. The warmth and aroma of the sweet liquid welcomed them inside, melting away the chill from the frost.

James and Sirius, their energy finally exhausted, soon trudged off to bed after they finished their cups, leaving Remus and you to linger a bit longer. The house was quiet now, the only sounds the gentle cracking of fire and the occasional creak of the old wooden floors.

If only it could be like this every day, Remus thought to himself as he sat on the couch beside the fireplace. The flames radiated warmth, and with the mug in his hands, everything felt nice again. No stressing over studying, no thoughts for the upcoming war. He was in his own bubble, praying it wouldn't break at any given moment.

In his lap lay an opened annotated copy of a book you had given him as a Christmas present in your fourth year. He had read the book many times, and each time he found something new that caught his interest. It was like a never-ending story he never planned to finish.

"Hey, Remus."

The sudden sound of your voice and the feeling of your frame settling next to him, a knee brushing against his tight, made him shut the book with unnecessary force. The boy could feel your eyes on the side of his face so, he turned to meet your gaze, brown meeting [eye colour].

Remus had really pretty eyes. The rich brown seemed to melt in the warm room like the sweetest chocolate you had ever put on your tongue, with hazel sparks dancing in them. His eyes held something you couldn't quite put your finger on — a mystery, just like his person. But there was one thing you knew for sure: you would find comfort in them no matter the situation.

As you looked closer, you noticed faint freckles dusting his cheeks. Had they always been there? The gentle smattering of the constellation added to the roughness around his scars, making him appear even more breathtakingly beautiful. You found yourself mesmerized by the little details of his face, each one telling a story of its own.

Remus decided to talk first. "What are you doing here? Not that I mind, I'm just wondering. It's pretty late, you know," after those words left his mouth, Remus felt like a total fool. Merlin, talking with you was getting more difficult since he realized he liked you more than a friend should.

But when he saw your lips curving into a smile, he knew he hadn't messed up. "Can't sleep. It's hard to do so when you have to sleep on a different bed."

"Yeah, I can understand."

Once the comfortable silence fell upon the two of you, Remus wanted to stay like this as long as possible. Life with you in it, even after Hogwarts, would be like a dream come true. You could adopt a cat or a dog together. Remus had always wanted a pet . . . The thought of a future with you filled him with a warm, hopeful feeling.

Suddenly, you were standing on your feet in front of Remus, the book no longer in his lap. Instead, you were holding it open, reading the first words he had written on the front pages. He could feel his neck and ears start to warm up, and he was sure it wasn't from the unfinished hot chocolate.

"Nice book you got here. Must have been a nice present, don't you think?" You were teasing him, he knew it from the glint in your eyes, and you seemed to be enjoying it, too. So, he played along.

"Oh, I don't know, would you be surprised if your friends bought you a book when they see you every morning reading them?"

"This one must be your favourite, as the front is starting to lose its colour."

At the further mention of the book, Remus forgot about the teasing at took it from your hands. "You should read it, [Name], it's a really . . . ," he trailed off again, like he did yesterday, and it started to confuse you more and more. His eyes were looking at something above your head, too. Was the moving photo of little James framed behind you that interesting?

When you started to turn and look, Remus quickly turned you to face the direction of the kitchen and pushed the half filled mug with warm liquid into your palms. "I want more of that. Could you help me make it? Thanks, [Name]."

Remus was ready to push James and Sirius onto the thin ice tomorrow.

THREE

Remus didn't like packing. First, he needed to pack at least a day or two before leaving so he could sleep without overthinking, but he did overthink it anyway. Did I pack everything? I think I had more stuff when I got here . . . He usually spends half of the train ride worrying about things like this; the rest was joking around with his friends and saying goodbye for the summer. And second, he didn't like leaving. The places he went to — whether it was Hogwarts or the Potters' — had a special place in the depths of his heart. The only comforting thought in his head about it all was that he would come back.

With a sigh, he started to pick up his jumpers from the Gryffindor-themed rug James had in his room. They had spent their first Christmas together when they were twelve, and the boys slept in separated bedrooms to Mrs Potter's wishes. She wanted them to have their own privacy (they shared a dorm at school, after all), but as time went on and she realised her boys wanted to be together, the witch let them do as they wanted. You got your own room as this was your first holiday here.

As much as Remus thought about the task being annoying and gloomy, it was kind of relaxing to his mind into something else. James and Sirius hadn't tried anything on you two in the last few days, which worried the werewolf a bit. What were they planning? It wasn't like them, giving up on something they were so determined about.

At a knock on the door, Remus put his just-finished folded socks into his trunk and went to open the it. It couldn't be James and Sirius, and the adult Potters had gone for a walk into the village, which just leaves . . . you.

Oh.

Remus opened the door and revealed, in fact, your glowing face. His eyes took a look at you, and he found himself thinking how pretty you looked.

Your nose and cheeks looked like they were freezing, but it somehow made your face glow. Your beanie covered half of your forehead, and there was a huge spot of unmelted snow on it, probably thrown at you by one of the Marauders. But your eyes still caught his attention first. They showed your real emotions, and you were happy right now, which made Remus feel happy too.

Your smiled reached the corners of your eyes. Remus liked your smile. "Hi! Knew I would find you here. As you can probably see, we are having a snowball fight and I was wondering if you wanted to join me? James is being a git . . .”

Remus couldn't help but chuckle at your enthusiastic invitation. The idea of being outside with you, engaging in a playful snowball fight against his brothers, sounded far more appealing than packing his things. He also knew that if James was being a git, he'd have to intervene to keep the playing field fair.

He listened to you, he really did, but his attention was drawn by the green plant, dangling from the doorframe above your heads. However, this time you followed his gaze and saw what he was always searching for.

"Oh."

Before he could regret what he was about to do, his hands found your cheeks, and his eyes focused on yours, not bothered by the cold that started to reach his palms. "Can I kiss you?"

Your eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, the world seemed to stand still. The heartfelt laughter of James and Sirius outside faded into the background, leaving only the two of you in that small, shared moment. A soft smile played on your lips as you voiced your inner desires.

"Yes, Remus, you can."

You placed your hands on the back of his neck, your fingers tangling in the soft hair at the nape, and gently pulled him towards you. Your slightly cold lips met his warm ones, and the contrast sent shivers through both of you. The sensation was intoxicating, a rush of emotions and sensations that made your heart race. The warmth from his mouth spread through you, melting away any lingering cold from outside.

Remus's hands slid from your cheeks to cradle the back of your head, his fingers doing the same thing as yours, threading through your hair. You could feel the slightest tremble in them, a sign that he was just as affected by the kiss as you were.

When you finally pulled back, your foreheads rested against each other, and you took a moment to catch your breath. Your eyelids fluttered open, and the look you shared was one of pure emotion. His brown eyes, now darker with desire and something deeper, gazed into yours with a mix of awe and admiration.

It felt like a core memory of your new found relationship was forming, one that will be forever treasured and reminded with nothing but adoration.

Remus was glad about the whole mistletoe prank but the boys will not hear a word from him about it. They were right, the Marauders won't let a prank go unfinished.

[tenpintsofsundrop]

Fanfiction Etiquette 101

(Things You Didn't Know You Need To Know)

So, I have seen some discussions about these things on my dashboard, and I know some people are new to tumblr and new to fanfiction in general, so I decided to put this list together in case it might help people. And this stuff goes for all fandoms, no matter what type of fanfiction to write and post.

Also fyi, this post is mostly for people who write and post fanfiction.

1: Putting A Readmore/Cut On Fanfiction

So a 'readmore' (also known as a 'cut') is the ability to put the body of your fanfiction under a cut off link so that people's dashboards are not clogged up by long sprawling paragraphs of text. This is also helpful if your fic contains smut and people don't want to be subjected to smut - people have to click through to keep reading sensitive topics.

The button for it looks like this on desktop:

And this bar of options comes up on desktop when you hit 'enter' on a blank line.

And it looks like this on mobile:

Tumblr put it permanently into the hotbar of options so that it's easier for people to put a readmore on their posts on mobile.

Once you have inputted it, it comes up as a light grey jagged line, showing you where your text cuts off in the main post aka what text is visible before the cut and what's not.

And generally, I think it's a good idea to put the readmore after the first paragraph of your fic, or after the description/summary.

I have noticed that some people put it in after several paragraphs for a longer fic, but I think to make fics easier to reblog, you could put it closer to the top. And even if you're writing smut blurbs, you should put it close to the top to keep smut concealed in case people don't want to read or see smut.

If you don't use a readmore, people are less likely to reblog your fic because they don't want to put a long text wall on other people's dashboards.

2: Using (Stolen) Gifs As Fanfiction Covers

I have seen some discussion about using gifs from google, and people putting a gif that they have downloaded and simply writing under it 'this gif is not mine, please DM me if it's your and I will give you credit'.

It's generally established among gif makers that downloading random gifs and putting them on your fanfiction is bad etiquette. Those are considered stolen gifs.

Even if you say it's not yours and offer to give credit, any gif you repost that is not yours is considered a stolen gif.

Fanfiction writers and gif makers need to work together, not against each other. Reblog gif sets you like, and don't download random gifs, no matter what the source is.

The best way to use gifs as fanfiction covers is to make them yourself or to use the tumblr integrated gif search system.

The gif search system is in the same hot bar as the readmore, labelled under 'gif'.

When you pull it up and click on it, you type in the name of the character you are looking for, and then you can scroll through the results. You can click on a gif to add it to your post, and remove it if you don't like it. So you can try out different gifs to find the right fit of what you're looking for.

And when you find what you're looking for and put it on your post, it automatically credits the gifmaker.

And the credit appears like this. And the name of the gifmaker can be clicked and then it takes you to their blog, so you can see who made the gif. This is a much better way to use gifs, because if someone likes a gif they see on your fic post, they can click through to the original gifmaker and reblog it.

Alternatively, using stills from the show/piece of media you're fanfic is about is a great way to avoid using stolen gifs.

2.5: Using Flashing Gifs On Fanfiction

I have noticed that a lot of people use flashing dividers for their fics, and they don't tag it with a flashing warning (#flashing gif or something similar) and they don't see this as a problem.

Using a flashing gif in fanfiction without a warning can negatively affect disabled readers. Not just people with photosensitive seizures, but people with migraines and different types of eye issues.

3: Using Coloured Text For Fanfiction

Speaking of accessibility issues, I have noticed that many people (especially people new to tumblr/new to fanfiction) use Tumblr's coloured text option to differentiate characters in fanfiction - assigning one colour per character with dialogue.

Some people also just use coloured text for the whole body of their fics, just making it straight up unreadable for disabled people.

Using coloured text in fanfiction makes it inaccessible because certain types of colour blindness makes it unreliable to see on a white background, and bright colours can cause eye strain for different types of disabilities.

It is kinder to use the traditional black text for the body of your fic, and any important information (like the content warnings, DNI criteria, etc).

4: Putting Thorough Content Warnings On Fanfiction

Speaking of content warnings - I could (and probably should) make an entire post about this topic alone, because many writers (both new and old) are severely lacking in this department.

Content warnings are supposed to be more for just smut - and if you do have smut in your fic, you should put warnings for that, instead of just releasing for fic into the wild with no warnings at all. Content warnings are supposed to be for anything that could be potentially triggering for a reader - phobias and fears, sensitive topics, uncomfortable or fear-inducing situations, and kinks and nsfw topics.

Tbh I think not enough people put warnings for alcohol and alcohol consumption in their fics, because alcohol is far too normalized to most people, but again - I could probably make a whole post just about content warnings in fanfiction. Basically: if you think your post could be triggering to someone with an addiction or in addiction recovery (or triggering to a sober person who doesn't want to read about drugs or alcohol) - then include those things in the content warnings.

Fanfiction is about informed consent.

People need to be better informed about what the content of your fic is before they consent to reading it. Also, if you're worried about the warnings being too detailed and giving away 'spoilers' for your fic, then you're probably worried about the wrong thing. And you can just put a warning at the very top that says "the content warnings of this fic contain spoilers for the plot of the fic" and let people make their choice if they want to skip the content warnings or not.

Please, write about all the dark or sensitive topics that you want, but just put detailed warnings on your fic so people can be informed about it before reading your fic.

People always appreciate thorough warnings, and they are more likely to read your fic if they are fully informed before clicking into the body of it.

4.5: (Not) Censoring Content Warnings

Tumblr is not tiktok. (Same goes for posting fics on AO3, but this post is mostly about Tumblr fics.) On Tumblr you can say/spell out any word you want without your post being suppressed or taken down - suicide, kill, murder, fuck, abortion, hell, porn, tits, cumshot, etc.

So that means that when you're writing out the content warnings of a fic, you should write them out fully, rather than putting slang or alluding to the topics in a fic. (Again, informed consent.) Rather than saying 'this fic contains SA', say: 'this fic contains sexual assault' or 'this fic contains rape'.

I saw someone using the term 'unalive' in the content warnings of their fic, and tbh, that's what inspired me to make this whole post.

If you're not mature enough to spell out all the topics in the content warnings of the post, you're not mature enough to be writing and posting about those topics.

Also, try not to use terms that need to be looked up/implicit terms. Certain terms for kinks (like dacryphilia or somnophilia) might lead a person to google those terms and find things they don't want to see. So instead of using those terms, just say 'crying kink' or 'sleeping kink' instead, so that everything is spelled out plainly.

...

This is all I can think of for now. Basically, just be kind to others when posting fics. Be kind to gif makers, disabled readers, and anyone from your fandom who might have an interest in your fic! Be safe and have fun writing! <3

[yuyu1024]

Jealous

Pairings: Seonghwa × y/n & Wooyoung [ex bf]

Genre/tags: fake relationship, jealousy, maybe a little smut? Angst? A bit slow

Warning: 🔞🔞🔞 cursing, smut, making out, pet names, fighting, smoking and alcohol drinking, unprotected sex, semi public [lmk if i miss anything]

Words: 3.0k

Disclaimer:

- this story is just made up

- english is not my first language, please be nice 😊

Note: this is a repost. Check pinned post ♥️

******

Break ups sucks! Especially if your the one that got dumped and you have no choice but to see the other person every fucking day because you go to the same university and have the same circle of friends. This is what they mean by dating your friend will ruin your life. I should've just not tried dating him. Because if I didn't, I would've not have gotten to know him more and fell in love. Yes, I regret it now but what can I do now?

Yes, Wooyoung is a nice person. He's sweet, understanding and all the shit things girls like. Add that he's good looking, sexy and had this bad boy charisma in him. But now, I don't have him. He let me go. He let me go because I am too much for him now. He wants to focus on studying and does not want any distraction right now. He said he won't have time now to date or even think about anything else. Psssh. Who is he kidding? He can't be in a relationship with me but when we all have nights out with friends he's always present and enjoying? Whats the difference? It's not like we go on dates every fucking day! To be honest, we only meet when we were in school.

I am not that demanding for dates. Coz i understand he's busy.

Ugh. Fuck him. I am a distraction for him? Maybe our relationship was just nothing at all for him. Maybe... the more than one year we were together is just nothing for him. I don't know anymore. Maybe I'm just not his type. And he just realized it late. I'm different from all the other girls he dated before. Maybe I'm that boring for him.

"Stop staring..." a hand appears in front of my face, handing me a strawberry milk shake. "You'll poke a whole through the glass window if you keep looking at him."

It's Seonghwa. Wooyoung's best friend. They've been friends even before university. Seonghwa is like Wooyoung. Charismatic, bad boy image, a nice and kind person and all. The only difference is Woo is the text book extrovert that you can imagine. He gets along with everyone. Talks to everyone. He can get friendly to a lot of people even to those who are a bit questionable. He is that nice. He does not want to judge people that easily so he tries. While Seonghwa is more of the quiet and reserved person. He can get along with people easily especially if you guys are close and friends but he's acts a bit more cold to strangers or in general people who he does not vibe with.

"Thanks..." I take the drink from him. "Why are you here outside? The boys are all in there?"

He pulls out a cigarette from his leather jacket and takes one out from the pack using his lips. "They invited a few freshmen girls..." he lights it up and scrunches his noise with annoyance

"Men." I roll my eyes, shaking my head

"Not all men..." he puffs smoke off, "I'm here."

"Jeez, sorry..." I smile

"How are you doing?"

"Good... I guess..."

"How long has it been?"

"A month..."

"Hmm..."

Seonghwa and I, are not THAT close. We do share a few likes and interest like photography and painting as both of us have those as hobbies. But we never really talked about personal stuffs about each other besides things that are related to Wooyoung.

"Is Wooyoung still talking to you?"

"Well..." I take a sip of my drink and look at the sunset that is happening in front of us. "I asked him... to give me time... like to slowly let him off my system... meet me, chat a little.. text me good morning and goodnight... still... and then slowly lessen the communication..."

"Is it working?"

"I hope it is..." I look back inside the coffee shop and see him being friendly with the girl. "Because fuck it still hurts." I whirl my head back and try to fight the tears in my eyes. "If only there's a quick remedy for me to move on and forget."

"There is."

I gaze at him, "there is?"

The corner of his lips slowly curves up, "date again."

"What? I can't."

"Why not?"

"I'm not ready to be in a relationship again! Besides... I'm not..."

"Not what?"

"I'm not the usual girl... guys likes..."

"What do you mean by that?"

I put my drink on the table. "Look at me..." I point out to Seonghwa my appearance, "and then look at the freshmen girls in there."

He looks confused as he glances at both direction. "I don't get what you mean... for me, you and the girls are the same. Both beautiful women."

"Oh."

He looks stunned on how I reacted. "Don't Wooyoung ever tell you how beautiful you are...?"

I look down at the floor. "He does actually..."

"Hmm...I see."

We were both silent for quiet sometime.

Yes. Wooyoung always tells me or rather reassures me that I am beautiful which makes me glad and happy. He always says it but I don't feel it when we are both together and with other people. I gave an effort to always look presentable when I am with him. I learn how to put make up more than the casual look I know and even grew my hair so I can curl it or tie it nicely every once in a while. But there were moments that all my efforts were not noticed because he was busy.

"Stop doing that." Seonghwa makes me look at him, tilting my head up his hand on my chin. He then puff smoke off one last time before dumping his stick on the ashtray. He's forehead is wrinkled. He looks sort of irritated.

"What?"

"Come with me."

"Huh?"

He jolts up and pulls me with him, taking me by my wrist.

We go back inside the coffee shop where the rest of our circle of friends are in. He puts his arm around me and guides me where to go. I am so lost on what is he doing but I am not complaining because it's Seonghwa

"We'll get going..." he says as we reach the pack.

"Going?" Wooyoung asks him before his eyes goes to me. "You two?"

"We decided to hang out." Seonghwa answers, looking straight at Woo

"Ah... I see... where?" He ask

"It's a secret." Seonghwa then turns me around to make me walk first. "See you guys on monday.

His hand is still on my back, guiding me where to walk like I don't know where the exit door is.

"What was that?" I ask him as we start to walk along the sidewalk.

He drops his hand and then both place it inside his jackets pockets. "Helping you..."

"Helping me? W-what do you mean?"

"I am friends with Wooyoung for a long time now...and I know it when he's being a jerk."

"I'm not sure about...what you're saying..."

He stops walking and faces me. I replicate. "I'm sorry to break it to you... but the girl... with the short hair... Woo has been eyeing here for a few months now..."

"W-what?"

"He's a good person in general... but he sucks at being a boyfriend."

I felt my heart broke into a million pieces. "What the fuck?!?" I am shaking. I am mad. "So he break up with me, saying he's going to focus on 'studies' as we're graduating is a fucking lie??"

He takes my hand and pulls me to walk again but I jerk my hand off.

"Where are you taking me?" I am basically yelling now. "You knew this????"

He's face is still calm even though I'm throwing all my anger at him right now.

"Let's talk. But not here." He tried to make me walk again with him but I am not letting him. He's calm persona break as he got a little irritated on how hard headed I am. "When I tell you to shut up first and come with me, do it okay?" He then lifts me up over his shoulder making me squeal. "Keep quiet." He hushes me.

"Okay! Okay! I will! Just put me down! This is embarassing."

My feet touches the floor again, my face is red and hot.

"You will listen to me now?" He asks

I nod.

"Good." He walks and I follow.

**

We reach the parking lot and got into his car. I slightly calmed down now after that long walk from the coffee shop to his car.

"Here." He hands me his leather jacket. "You're shaking like a twig when we're walking."

"Thanks."

Seonghwa then starts to explain to me what he noticed and what he knew. He said, Our break up he had no idea about that. It was a shocker for him too but then again after, he starts to notice little by little how Wooyoung acted a little different. New clothes, new perfume and a change in schedule of the times he goes home. They usually go home together as Wooyoung rides with him. But now, he brings his car and he has no idea where Woo goes.

"So, seeing the girls today..."

"Confirms my suspicion..."

"Fuck!" I ran my fingers through my hair, frustrated. "So, I was nothing to him...? Just a fling?"

"He liked you..."

"Yeah... right..." I snort, in disbelief

"Do you want to get back to him?"

"I want to! Of course! But... I'm not a violent person... I can't do cat fights or physically hurt Woo..." I sound so frustrated.

I can't believe it! So the Good Wooyoung I knew, my friend, really did cheat on me in a way. He broke up with me just to hit on another girl! What a jerk! I never thought the guy who I liked, I was serious on and loved just saw a random chick and suddenly forgot about me. The nerves! What's wrong with men?

"Use me then."

My eyes widens, "E-excuse me? W-what did you say?"

Seonghwa is looking straight at me, back to his calm and collective state. "Use me."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Simple. Pretend you're dating me."

"Huh?"

"One thing about Wooyoung is... he gets jealous. For him, what his is his. Even he already threw it away."

"I don't..."

"Do you want it or not?"

"But... Why... I mean... why are you doing this?"

"To help you..."

"He's your friend..." I ask

"So? That doesn't mean I agree and support him to everything he does. Besides, dumping you is... his mistake."

I try to process everything that's happening. Earlier I'm just being sukly and pouty about our break up, now I am all angry and defeated. Then I have Seonghwa here, Woo's hot best friend, asking me to use him. I mean, USE HIM AND PRETEND TO BE MY BOYFRIEND TO GET BACK TO WOOYOUNG.

"Oh gosh." I massage the temples of my head. "I'm getting dizzy by just thinking."

"Decide now."

"Wait. Why are you rushing? Can't you give me time to think first?"

"No, decide now. Before it's too late."

"Too late for what?"

"I can see him from afar, coming... looking for my car."

I was about to look back but then Seonghwa grab my face and ask me to look at him, only him. "Just agree and then our deal starts now."

"W-what. Wait.. I am..."

"Say yes."

"B-but... what are we going to do... if I agree...?"

"Everything...." his face moves closer, "Date...kiss... touch... and... more..." his eyes goes to my eyes to down my body. "As long as you want it."

Fuck. Why is he saying it like that? I could hear my breathing and my head throbbing. Like my heart is about to explode! I don't know what to think now. But maybe because I am bitter and angry at the moment, I agreed to him "Okay... fine... let's do it."

Seonghwa smirks, "Good girl..."

He leans forward and crashes his lips to mine. His hands on my jaw, guiding me again, tilting my head to the side so he can push in further into the kiss. I can slightly taste the cigarette from earlier. But that taste slowly fades away as the kiss deepens. And I don't have an explanation how and why. But the kiss becomes sweet all of a sudden.

I don't want him to stop. I want his tongue in my mouth more. I want this. This is so sexy. It's so... darn good and delicious!

Unconciously, my hands goes to around his neck. My body is finding a comfy way for me to kiss him back. Then his hand, slowly goes to my neck, to my shoulder then down my chest area. He cups one of my breast getting a quiet moan out of me.

I felt a smile from his lips while we are kissing. "You... sound... so sexy" he utters in between kisses

We are getting intense as minutes goes by. I am already climbing on top of him. His hands are all over my body, touching my skin under my clothes and shending wild shivers all over me. This is so intense. I've never experienced a make out like this before.

Like I said, Wooyoung must've found me boring because I've never been like this in public or semi public. But with Seonghwa, out of nowhere, I am like this. And we just had our deal like 10minutes ago. Why am I so at ease with him?

He grunts as his hands reaches my hips, gently eases me down. I could feel his erection. Hard.

"Fuck..." he hisses smiling, throwing his head back, as we both pull away from the kiss catching our breathes in rythm. "Y/n, you're driving me insane."

I lean forward, my head resting on his chest. I could hear his heart beating as fast as mine "what if someone sees us?" I ask

"Then let them see..." he tilts my head up so he could kiss me again. "You're one heck of a kisser."

I blush, "I'm not..." I back away a little. "You are..."

"Y/n, you can feel my erection from my pants. Believe me, it's you."

I bite my lip, nervously. "I don't know what to say..."

He arches a brow, "Well, what do you want us to do next?"

Fuck me! Just freakin' fuck me. Make me scream. Make me want you. That's what my brain is screaming but my lips can't say it.

"Y/n, it's okay.... it's okay to want sex... trust me... I'm okay with it." He pulls me in his embrace and kisses me again. But this time, it's more intimate and soft. "So, tell me..." he nuzzles his face onto my neck. "Tell me what you want..."

Oh what the heck! Let's do this!

I begin stripping for him. First I untie my hair. Revealing my long wavy dark hair up to my breast. Then I take blouse off and my bra next.

"I want you..."

He take his shirt off and unbuckles his belt to reveal all of him to me. His lean muscle, toned abs and his...

"Shit." I hiss as I see his length.

"You like what you see, darling?" He adjust his position carrying me along. I felt the tip of his length brush over my core and it already made me shiver. "If it's too much, tell me and I'll stop... okay?"

I hug him and nodded, "please..." I beg

One subtle thrust, he's in.

"Ahh, f-fuck!" I gasp.

"Okay?"

"Yes, I'm okay."

He searches for my face, clearing all the hair covering my face. "Look at me... I want to see your face when I fuck you..."

Every push and pull is driving my crazy. I've never felt this aroused, excited and thirsty while doing it. It's so addicting how he kisses me, how he touches me and how he pleases me. This is just our first time doing it out of spite. A deal just to make your ex jealous who probably just saw you two kissed for like 10 seconds and left but here you are having fun, naked and volnurable in the parking lot.

"You're blushing..." he says. He runs his knuckles lightly on your cheek.

"Ah!" I cry, gripping to hard on his shoulders. "S-so, g-good!" I'm breathing so hard

The more I move my hips with his rythm the more I could feel the sensation in me. I'm almost there!

"Where do you want me to... come...?" He grunts. He's also about to hit his climax.

"Please... in me..." I lean forward to kiss him, "I'm taking pills... It's okay."

Holy crap! This is it! I lost my shits the moment both of us came just seconds apart. I never felt a relieved when he continously hit the spot for me, letting me enjoy it and made me come first. And then when I felt him fill me up, the warm sensation, its beautiful. I know it's not a sexy word to describe it but... it is.

Laughing quietly, "This is just in the car... limited time and space... I'm curious how wonderful our tandem would be in bed..."

I kiss his chest and lick him from there till I reach the neck, "We can find out... next time..."

"Love that..."

We start to get dress, giggling on how on earth did we accomplished ourselves without anyone reporting us. Seonghwa said, yes his car is tinted but he's sure a few people saw the rocking car.

"That would be hilarious and embarassing if... we got caught naked and linked." I says while I clasping my bra.

Seonghwa let's me get dressed at the back so I have more space. He know how complicated girls' outfits are.

"Y/n... has anyone told you before... how cute you are... blushing?"

"I don't think... anyone ever mentioned that..."

"If so... let me do the honor... Y/n, You are so cute blushing... like earlier... I will never forget how cute you looked."

"Stop... I am getting embarassed. Let's just go... please?"

"Okay..." he smiles. Then he bends down to pick his bag. "Before we go, can I take a photo of you?"

"Huh? Why?"

"Because... your fucking sexy."

[thelostgirl21]

Definitely missed that poll too!

Yeah, I'm kind of really sad about it, because I'm the one that had asked for a version of the poll specifying if it was for the TV show or the videogame character, back in September.

Since then, I had periodically been checking on the @foundfamilyadoptionagency blog to see when submissions would reopen, so I could submit Radovid with a picture and description of the character, specifically from the TV show this time, and was planning to rally other fans (especially those that I know have a large number of Radovid/Radskier fans followers) of the character to reblog the poll so fans of the TV show and the character would hopefully see it.

I'm thinking of one person, in particular, that tends to make the notes on my own Radovid posts soar whenever she reblogs them.

But Destiny apparently had other plans, I completely missed it (therefore didn't vote, nor did I get the chance to increase its visibility among fans of the TV show and the TV show character) and, at some point, it would be ridiculous to just keep insisting for it to be reposted again and again, expecting a different result.

That being said, I was extremely surprised and very touched that they'd remembered it, though!

I was not expecting they'd be doing a second version without a reminder, or someone giving a proper submission, so a part of me went "OMFG! They're so sweet!", while at the same time face-palming that most fans I know seemed to have missed it.

I have a feeling that a lot of Radovid (show version) fans tend to check out the Radskier (Jaskier/Radovid ship) tag more often, too, since that allows us to avoid posts about the videogame character (and most Radovid posts are also connected to Jaskier and their relationship anyway).

Or they simply follow the few main blogs that keep creating and reblogging content about Radovid and Radskier directly to get their fix.

But yeah, given said main blogs did not appear to notice or repost the poll, I'm actually not at all surprised by the results.

Because "The Witcher" 's fandom is a bit of an eclectic mess of clashing ideologies, values, and extremes.

Including hardcore videogame fans that were expecting the TV show to religiously follow the narrative of the games, rather than create their own adaptation of the books.

So, while you will get people disliking Radovid for the usual (and perfectly valid, BTW) fandom reasons, such as:

They simply fail to emotionally connect or relate to him,

They feel like the show had been building a romance between Geralt and Jaskier for the first 2 seasons, only to instead pair him up with another newly introduced character in season 3.

You also have some videogame fans that are having a hard time treating these two characters as two completely different persons, and will even readily admit that they have an irrational dislike of Radovid based on his videogame counterpart.

Again, a fairly reasonable thing to happen that does affect the character's overall popularity, but usually those fans are pretty laid back about it and don't mind that people that only read the books and never played the games, or have only been watching the TV show, fell in love with the show's version of the character.

Videogame Radovid and TV show Radovid, are essentially two very different original characters that were created to serve very different purposes, that were vaguely inspired by a few lines from the books.

One is a villain people love to hate.

The other basically Netflix's version of a Disney Prince.

But then, you also have a very passionate and extremely vocal group of gamers (type "The Witcher" on YouTube, and get ready to enter incel territory!), that will be losing their shit over the fact that they made Radovid a super gentle and sensitive gay prince that admits to being scared, huddles and weeps in a corner when he finds out his guards have all been slaughtered, has a romance with Jaskier on the show, and is ready to leave his life at court behind to go chase after love; instead of the cruel, paranoid badass hypermasculine dictator king that was written for the 3rd videogame.

And then, there's also the argument that: "Jaskier is straight in the books and videogames! How dare they make Jaskier queer by having Radovid be written as Vizimir's adult younger brother instead of being his 12 y.o. son? They aged up a character just to make the show more woke and gay! It's so wrong! " we keep getting from queerphobic audiences.

Basically, TV show Radovid has been getting a large amount of hate from toxic subgroups of the gaming community ever since Jaskier was announced as being in a M/M relationship with him.

It's not even an issue they have with Radovid specifically, but the show in general.

There are entire YouTube channels devoted to hating on the show, it's creators, and everything they deem to be wrong with it, such as the way it focuses too much on Yennefer and Ciri when it's supposed to be called "The Witcher" (not "The Sorceress" or "The Child of Surprise"), having chosen to cast women with healthy and diverse body types (and ethnicities) to portray sorceresses that are described as the most beautiful women on the Continent in the books (when the videogames gave them more "conventionally attractive looking", and often white, in animated form), etc.

And that sort of general resentment towards the show for wishing to explore its own themes, being more inclusive, and taking their adaptation in a different direction than the games (and the books, at times, like most TV show and movie adaptations will do), means they'll take any opportunity they have to express their discontent.

I remember a poll, at some point where the "Radovid's character was screwed over on the Netflix show" option was winning, until the fan I'm talking about earlier reblogged it, and then the "He was treated just fine!" option won (I think the "he was screwed over" ended up with only 15% votes after it was reblogged by fans of the TV show).

So, you have gamers that hate everything about the show and the way it's different from the games... that are sharing the same space/tags as people that love the show, and either have no interest in the games, or are able to appreciate each as two very different takes on the same shared source material.

Of course they positively hate the way the TV show ignored the King Radovid from the 3rd game and created their own character. So they'll wish to "ditch" that version.

And, of course they hate videogame King Radovid, given he's meant to be hated on! He's an awful human being!

Radovid might stand a chance in a context where the fans of the TV show and of the new romance with Jaskier are given a chance to mobilize on their voting.

Otherwise, the fact that he got close to half the votes without help from any Radovid/Radskier centric blogs is actually... rather impressive!

He's actually more popular and beloved than I thought! 😆

So, don't worry too much about it. It's already extremely nice and considerate that you (the poll creator) were willing to give his TV show version a chance, so that it was clearer which one of the two characters we were voting on.

But yeah, "The Witcher" 's fandom itself is a very strange and sometimes scary place to navigate.

[jess-moloney]

Here's another random one of Jess (though she's not tagged unless she was ghost tagged and just hasn't reposted it) You'd think Renell would tag her she tagged a bunch of other people.

Jess has yet to congratulate Renell on anything though and other people have and they were there at this awards ceremony so she can't have the excuse that she was just "too busy". She wasn't tagged in the other story either.

Once again, not unless she was ghost tagged. Why is Jess super into letting other people post her now but not acknowledging or tagging them? Is this just to keep up with the lie in her latest interview that she avoids screen time because social media is toxic or something? Which she can't possibly believe because you can see her in the background of Renell's story on her phone in the car.

Or I at least would guess she's on her phone because that's what she looks like she's doing instead of paying attention to the woman behind her or anything Renell is doing. She must be super fun to take places since she doesn't get off of her phone unless she's posing for photos or pretending she won awards she didn't win.

I'm not saying she won't eventually congratulate or tag Renell but if that were my friend/client/business partner that would be one of the first things I did. Then again she couldn't be bothered to congratulate Jamie, her super terrific loving partner on his music video either. Maybe because she couldn't hold it in her hands like it was an award she won.

Why is she suddenly doing all these "appearances" after so many years of inactivity....it's almost as if she feels she has something to prove and someone was right about her....

[shewritesinblackink]

The missing hunter - a supernatural fanfic

reposting this because i originally posted it on my main "private" blog but since i started writing more and posting more i thought why not make a blog just for that :) this fanfic takes place in the early years of the show since i’m only on season 10. I really like the vibe of the three/four first seasons. That’s also why Sam can’t crack the security camera– they haven't learned that yet :)

here's the AO3 link because i like posting there too, and i get more feedback thanks to the tags there!

part 2

words count: 2k

tw: blood, swearing, mention of a gun

part 1 - the missing member

“I don’t know what to say, Bobby,” Dean declared to the man at the other end of the phone.

The brothers were in a motel room in the middle of nowhere. Bobby had sent them there to find someone dear to him that disappeared a few days ago. But so far, they had no lead.

“Her stuff is still in the room, uh?”

Dean turned around from the parking lot to take another look at the small place. “Yeah, still here.”

There was silence and then Bobby’s voice broke through the phone’s speaker.

“That’s not like her. She might be in some kind of trouble.”

A frown appeared on Dean’s face. He'd never heard Bobby sound so helpless. That person, that woman whoever she was, must be someone precious to him.

“What do you want us to do?”

Sam was seated on the single large bed in the room, his laptop on his knees, fidgeting with the keyboard.

“I’ll give you her number. Maybe she’ll answer if it’s not me.” The pain in those last words made Dean sad. Who was she for Bobby to care so much and act like this?

Dean hung up, closed the door and walked toward Sam.

“What’d he say?”

“To try to call her.”

The look on Dean and Sam’s face said it all. They were aware the worst could have happened. Dean dialed the number and waited a few seconds before a ringtone was heard in the room. The two of them released a small sigh, stood up and searched for the device. The eldest found it under the bed, the battery almost dead and the screen cracked in half. He held it up for Sammy to see, and they both exchanged a look. Something bad definitely happened here.

They decided to go back to town and retrace every last step of the missing person. It led them to a bar on the avenue. A row of motorcycles were parked in front of the establishment, and the facade was all dark wood which added to the pouring rain and gloomy atmosphere. Everything in this town is dark and creepy, Dean thought.

They entered and were welcomed by suspicious glares from guys all around the place. Some were seated at tables drinking beer , others were playing billiards but stopped the moment the brothers appeared. The bartender shot them a look of annoyance. Clearly the people here didn't like strangers.

Nonetheless, Sam cleared his throat and asked, "Um, hi. We're looking for a young woman.”

"So am I." said a voice somewhere and the other men laughed.

Dean felt exasperated by their behavior and wanted only one thing at the moment: to get the hell out of there. So he talked, a bit too abruptly maybe. "Young, brown hair, pale skin, and approximately this size," he measured by holding up a hand. Truly he didn't know the woman, but Bobby gave them a description since he had no recent pictures of her.

The bartender snorted noisily and kept swiping off drops of water on the beer mugs in his hands.

"Depends what I get for helping you?"

There was no cooperation, and the Winchesters started to lose patience.

"Listen, buddy, it's a life or death situation here. She might be in danger, we need to find her." Dean's voice was low and raw, he could barely control himself not to punch the man in the face.

He slightly opened his brown leather jacket with the hand holding a shiny silver gun. The barman repressed an insult and took a quick look around.

“Look, if i were you, i wouldn’t show this to anyone here.” “Question of life and death.” he added pointedly to mock the brothers.

His sarcastic tone did not escape Dean, whose gaze became sharper, harder. Finally the man behind the bar started saying something interesting.

“There aren’t a lot of women comin’ in here, so yeah i remember some chick comin’ in. She sat at the bar and drank a scotch.”

Sam leaned forward, “Anything else?”. The  man grunted but continued. “There was something weird about her, like she was on edge. She was constantly looking behind her shoulder.” He put the glass behind the bar and leaned on the counter, then added “I mean maybe she didn’t feel safe here since she was the only woman.”

“Did something happen? Did she leave with someone?” Dean pressed, raising his eyebrows.

The barman seemed to think for a moment. “Yup, I think I remember her leaving with some guys.”

“Anything weird or unusual about the guy?”

“He was grabbing her by the arm. Not in a gentle way, you know. It seemed she wasn't willing to go with them.”

“And you didn’t call the police or stop them?” asked Sam almost with a shocked tone.

“Why would I?”

Dean's patience was more than thin now. If he stayed one more minute he would definitely shoot the man right here, right now. “Alright, enough. let’s go Sammy.”

“Wait,” Sam said, “which direction did they take?” The barman didn’t even bother speaking, and just pointed the way with his head.

And so they strode out of the bar toward the Impala, in the light rain that hadn’t stopped since their arrival. “Oh I swear this rain is making me crazy. Everything about this town is weird, man.” Dean muttered, his hands on the wheel, driving the car out of the parking back on the road. Since there was nothing for miles in the direction the man had indicated, they decided to go back to the motel room and wait in the car in case she showed up.

Sammy also tried to take a look at the security camera, but his skills with a laptop weren’t that sophisticated.  He couldn’t break into the town website to access the cameras. So they waited. Dean eventually went out to fetch dinner, and they waited for hours.

Finally, when they were both struggling to keep their eyes open, a silhouette appeared. In the dark night it was impossible to guess who it was, but the stranger stopped at the door of the room they were watching, and after a moment struggling with the key, the shadowy silhouette disappeared inside the room. The Winchesters didn’t waste a second and got out of the car toward the room’s door as if they weren’t about to fall asleep a second ago.

It wasn’t locked from the inside, so they pushed it slowly, trying to make as little noise as possible because who knows who was- or what was, that silhouette.

The boys entered the small room slowly, guns in hands. The lights were on but the place was empty. A noise came out from the bathroom followed by a grunt. At the very moment the brothers appeared at the bathroom’s door, the silhouette turned around and held a gun at them.

“Drop the gun! Now!”

“Who are you?”

“You, who are you?”

The three of them pointing guns at each other and yelling in confusion would’ve been a funny image if the tension was not that palpable and if the stranger was in a less miserable state.

“You’re two against one, that’s not really fair.” The voice was calm and steady but felt a bit out of breath. Indeed, the silhouette was soaked in blood, her clothes dirty with mud and rain. Her hair was a mess, clearly she hadn’t had access to any commodities for a few days.

“Wait,” said Sam, “are you y/n?”

Suspicious, the woman kept the boys at gunpoint, clutching her weapon like a lifeline. “How would you know?” she asked, her brows furrowed and her chest heavy with short breaths.

“Dean, I think it’s her.” And with that assumption they both lowered their guns. “Bobby sent us looking for you.”

“Looking for me?” she asked, as if she hadn’t understood Sam’s sentence in the first place and needed confirmation of what she heard. But all of a sudden the world started to spin and she wasn’t steady on her feet anymore. She stumbled back against the sink and let her arm fall down by her side, the gun pointed toward the ground. She placed the back of a bloodied hand against her forehead and closed her eyes tight, trying to make the room stop spinning and the white stars popping in her visions disappear.

“Hey, you alright?” Dean knew it was a stupid question considering how dirty and tired she seemed, so he added, “you hurt?”

And all y/n was capable of doing at this very moment was to stare at the two boys in front of her, her memory working like a DVD on fast forward. She couldn’t stop. Maybe didn’t want to, because her brain brought back memories she thought were long forgotten. She doubted they even remembered her at all, and at that thought her heart skipped a beat.

“Hello? Anyone in here?” Dean pressed sarcastically, like he was talking to some stupid teenager.

Getting back her senses, y/n cleared her throat and articulated a week “yeah” that sounded more like an exhausted plea. The brothers didn’t seem to buy it either, judging by the concerned look they both shot at her.

“Seriously, I'm fine. Just.. tired.”

“Where the hell were you to make Bobby worry-sick?”

What? Dawn almost choked on her own saliva. Bobby being so worried he’d send John’s boys after her? Why would he do such a thing when she’s already proved numerous times she was perfectly capable of taking care of herself? And suddenly emotions flooded in her. Not good emotions. “Why are you here? I’m a grown up, I can watch out for myself. I’ve been hunting my whole life y’know.” The words came out more harshly than she’s intended to. She stormed out of the bathroom, bumping into the boys, barely suppressing a wince because of her bruises.

In her backpack was a first aid kit. She took it and sat on the bed while taking off her dirty sweatshirt. But by the time she was opening the kit to fetch out something useful, Dean snatched it off her hands. “Hey! We’re talking to you here! We drove hours to come here because Bobby asked us to! Because he was worried you’d get yourself into trouble, and that’s how you’re thanking us?”

Dean was pissed. Sam though didn’t say a thing but gave his brother’s arm a slight hit. “Dude, c’mon. Look at her.” That’s what Dean did, he took in the messy states she was in. Blood on her left temple, trailing down her chin and neck, the right cheek looking slightly bruised. Cuts all over her arms and dirt on her hands and under her nails, even on her face. She seemed like someone who had just spent hours in filthy air ducts. Or in the forest running after something– or running for her life maybe.

No one said a word for what seemed to be an eternity, then y/n stood up slowly and walked back to the bathroom to try to wash out her hands, arms and face. She winced every time she touched a cut or a bruise but did not let it show. She was facing John’s boys, and she knew by experience that there were nothing that could make them flinch. So she did what she always forced herself to do since she met them when they were only kids. She clenched her jaw, and kept her composure as neutral as she could– but she was so tired, the dark circles under her eyes said it all.

[hoghtastic]

"he is trying to boost her career , maybe even managing it…."

A lot of people think so but don't you think that if it were true he'd tag her in his stories and post photos that would clearly imply that she's his girlfriend? His followers are divided into Alex fans and only Ivar/vikings fans. That second group is the majority on his profile and they doesn't notice anything except that Ivar is walking or he is hot. One of his forty friends won't grab their attention like a girlfriend. He probably knows it so why does he give her a minimum of publicity if he cares so much about building her career?

My theory may sound a bit naive but I think Johanne might be more dominant and Alex compromised with her for peace of mind. I think he has set limits for her which they gradually cross. As an example of a limit he didn't let her cross we can cite a video of him being drunk. We also don't know the real reason she posted photos of Alex with that embarrassing caption "if you snooze you lose".There were many theories but who knows if she didn't want to make everyone angry because instead of photos with her popular boyfriend she had to insert a boring selfie. I also think that the main reason for creating her pv account was the fact that she wanted to show off her "perfect relationship" at least in front of her and his friends. Looking at how important privacy was for Alex over the years I wouldn't be surprised if only the redhead wanted to reveal the relationship.

Of course none of us know the truth in 100% and I could be wrong but I also don't think that this love theater was his initiative.

While I agree with some parts of what you wrote, there are also some things I disagree with. Let's see:

● I don't think he gives her a minimum of publicity, in fact, he's given her a lot, especially since that public appearance at some movie's premiere where Alex confirmed their relationship for the first time. Because of this, she got a lot of attention/new followers, and having been associated with a public figure and featured in some news sources granted her a verified badge on IG shortly after. All of this was helpful to boost her & her career.

● Ever since they went public, he has featured her multiple times in his IG stories, and at least in one post (where he did tag her!). She has also posted & tagged him in her stories, which he did share, so everyone who follows Alex and is interested in more than Ivar could easily find her. And he did clearly imply that she's his girlfriend — for example in the story he posted for her birthday, he wrote "elsker dig" ("love you"), which she later reposted.

● You state that maybe he set limits concerning their privacy that he wouldn't let her cross, and give as an example a video of him being drunk. Yet we all know she did cross this limit, and such a video has already been posted. And even though we can't know how he felt about this, judging by the way she kept doing such things (the "if you snooze, you lose" incident you also mentioned, for example), maybe he wasn't mad/disappointed that she crosses such limits (if there were any to begin with).

● But when you say that "looking at how important privacy was for Alex over the years I wouldn't be surprised if only the redhead wanted to reveal the relationship", I have to agree with you. It was her who kept hinting at being in a relationship with him long before it became public, by posting stories at his place or hanging with him at the Vikings Con in Paris last November. And it was one of her friends who "accidentally" revealed them, by tagging both of them at his party (maybe she asked this small favor of him? we'll never know...). By then, the majority of fanpages already knew about them and it was only a matter of time before it became public knowledge, so yes, maybe Alex felt kinda pressured to reveal it? And maybe he wanted to make her happy? Because (and I'm only assuming here, of course) his feelings and actions come off as more genuine than hers, as he doesn't really have anything to gain from this relationship (other than maybe some more attention by the Danish press towards his upcoming series, as their in-character romance became real), and he's the one who seemingly spends less time with his friends in favor of hers. Johanne, on the other hand, has a lot to gain from this situation and seems hellbent in showing Alex and everyone else how alike and compatible they are, which comes off as somewhat calculating and manipulative. So yes, if I had to guess, I'd also say this love theatre was her initiative, not his.

Anyway, thank you so much for sharing your thoughts and contributing to the discussion, anon! 😊

[nawilla]

AO3 issues

Is anyone else having issues posting on AO3?

I posted the first chapter of a new fic from the draft. The first chapter is showing as posted, but it won't leave the drafts folder, won't show up as a work on my works list, and it doesn't appear on any lists when I click the tags. I've tried reposting it and it appears to be STUCK.

Update: it still didn't work when I tried again from my phone, so it's not because of my craptastic laptop. Argh.

Second Update: I just copied and pasted it into a new draft and that one posted. No idea what was messed up before.

[omniavincitamor]

Stella and Beatrix in Fate the Winx Saga S2

[prdsd4na]

wake up babes new theory about the ‘i’m not on anyone’s side. i’m on your side.’ scene just dropped (or more than the actual scene, what leads to it lol)

these past few weeks i read some posts in the tag that questioned the motif behind kim investigating on porsche and his family because it seems like it's going nowhere but i don't think this is the case as the series has been showing him investigating since the beginning and i don't think it is that random that then korn in episode 12 just says everything without even being asked so i really wouldn't be surprised if the whole point of kim's investigation is to use him to let the audience find the actual truth through him and eventually show how korn is manipulating the game since day one ???

we know that kim's investigation on screen starts in episode 3 when big meets him and this conversation follows:

presumibly kim was suspicious from the get go after learning that his father hired a random man without background to be kinn's bodyguard

it doesn't show on screen but it's a given that after the conversation with big, kim asks him to find more info about porsche because in episode 4 we get this scene:

big hands kim the file on porsche assuming kim wants to know about porsche because the rumors about there being a mole have spread but that is not why kim is investigating considering that we see him still investigating even after they find out the mole was ken

in episode 4 we're introduced to kim's investigation board for the first time:

he's clearly investigating something even from before he knew about porsche and it's clearly all linked to his father so he definitely suspect korn of something and (not in the screenshot) we see kim fixing porsche's and porchay's pictures on it then looking at it kim isn't suspicious about who porsche is but he wants to know how he could actually be linked to his father

then in episode 5 kim is at the main house looking for something and he almost gets caught by his father so he uses the excuse he came to meet him and this conversation follows:

kim suspects his father of something but he doesn't really know what it is exactly so he tries to test the waters with him and i think it's really interesting the way korn reacts because it all starts with them sitting korn seems chill ready to catch up with his youngest son happy that he came to see him but kim starts to ask questions and something in korn shifts and he puts himself in a defensive position replying to questions with other questions dropping his fake expressions two times visibly altered by they way kim is almost interrogating him and it seems like kim notices it and just interrupts the conversation stands up and leaves i wouldn't be surprised if we will find out that after this conversation korn started having kim followed and monitored and him randomly confessing about porsche's parents death was just a precaution to preceed kim who also found out (end of episode 10) as he's afraid of what kim could do (considering how unhinged kim seems maybe it's common knowledge even in the family lol)

some sort of confirmation that kim isn't investigating to find out if there's actually a mole and who this mole is but that he's actually trying to find out what's the connection between porsche and his father and what his father is hiding comes in episode 8 with this conversation between big and kim:

and this is the first time we learn that the car crash that killed porsche's parents wasn't that much of an accident after all

i always thought that korn playing chess since the beginning of the series represents something bigger than a mere metaphor of power and dynamics because it actually puts him into the role of the puppeteer for the whole show messing with the story it could be that he's just an old grumpy man who has a lot of time on his hands or it actually could be that he wants to test the son who will succeed him in ruling his empire what's for sure is that he's never shown too much and it looks like every character in the story is moving because of him so even tho they think they are abiding to their own destiny they're just his puppets (porsche thought he had a saying in accepting the mafia job but we found out it was korn all along, kinn decided to become the heir to his father because he wanted to step in for tankhun but in reality he's just following his father's order and so on)

let's not forget this is how the very first episode ends, right after porsche accepted the job at the main house:

so of course i wouldn't believe a single word coming out of korn’s mouth in general and particularly during the conversation with porsche and kinn in episode 12 because he was definitely the one leading the conversation how he wanted and it seems really out of character for him to spit out the actual story behind porsche's parents death just like that without porsche even asking about it porsche went to talk to korn because he found out that they manipulated him to make him work for the main family so porsche didn't even know that his parents died in shady circumstances

i really think that the whole 'my friend was behind your parents' car crash so i covered it all up' situation was actually a random excuse a pawn move in korn's chess game we've seen him play since episode 1 to see how it plays out he wants to see a reaction from porsche he definitely wants something from him but we always see him remain calm he always appear quite easy going and chill with that little grandpa smile and as we know porsche trusts this kind of attitude towards him so he easily trusts korn and shows him respect this is why both kinn and porsche seem to believe him and it’s really questionable that he firstly said to porsche that he wanted to make ammend for what happened by letting him work for his family (a reality that could easily gets him killed) but then when kinn presumibly went to live with porsche he himself went out of the house (we never saw him leave the house in twelve episodes) just to give porsche a photo of this said friend that killed porsche’s parents

so… what if korn lied about his friend being the one who killed porsche’s parents in that car accident and him covering it up because it's all part of his big bad scheme?

korn wants porsche to kill the guy in order to definitively corrupt him and have a leverage to use against him for later purposes because up to this point even if porsche is working with the mafia he never actually killed anyone willingly it all was part of the job and this could have been the first life he'd take and something like this (considering for him it would have been the man who killed his parents) would have changed him forever and maybe be the cause for conflict between kinn and porsche so it doesn't come as much as surprise that this is when porsche's uncle appears again with a picture of porsche's family and korn hinting to the fact that korn was friends with one if not both of porsche’s parents or anyway knew them

so thinking back to these handprints appearing in episode 5 when kim almost gets caught by his father snooping around:

who do they belong to ?

if korn and porsche's parents were friends it could be that these handprints belong to porsche and porchay from when they were children and we find out korn actually cared for them all these years after their parents' death remaining informed about anything that happened to them

maybe the car crash that killed porsche's parents was actually caused by them and korn as their friends wanted to cover it up in order to protect porsche and porchay

maybe korn even gave their uncle money each month to support them financially only for their uncle to lose everything gambling and that's the reason for their long-term debts

or it can be that maybe those are kinn's and porsche’s hands and we find out that kinn and porsche knew each other when they were children and actually were friends (like a good old childhood best friends to stangers to enemies to lovers) i mean i may be reaching because the handprints are different sizes but we actually don't know how older than porsche kinn actually is

we know that canonically porsche was in the car crash with his parents and he lost his memory so he doesn't remember what happened during the car crash and with kinn it’s the same he was a child so he could not remember

or it can be that it doesn't mean anything and it was just put there to distract the audience or to mislead kim

at the beginning of the series kinn and porsche meet each other by chance porsche helps kinn and korn watching them on video decides he wants porsche to be kinn's bodyguard even tho he's not trained to be one but why if not because he already knows who porsche is and wants something from him ? but he would have never predicted that kinn would fall in love with porsche and would change so much and that's when he decided he had to do something about it and protect his empire because he knows how his son is when he's weak in love (we learned about it through tawan)

it's fortunate that porsche's uncle is appearing now that kinn's and porsche's feelings and relationship have consolidated to the point they represent something dangerous so what if korn or kan are actually paying him to make kinn and porsche break up? they both have their reasons to:

we know from the conversation between vegas and porsche in the warehouse that porsche's sense of family is really strong because in that moment he couldn't understand why vegas would do something like that to his uncle and cousins and vegas puts him in front of the crude reality that they actually aren't family something he learned and grew up with because of the way his father raised both him and macau as we have discovered in these past few episodes where vegas is with pete so it actually makes sense that using porsche's uncle would work because despite what happened between them he still remains the uncle who raised them after his parents passed away

we also know that by now both kinn and porsche are so in love with each other that they represent each other's strength and in this sense also each other's weakness

korn knows that breaking them apart will bring back the old kinn he's been shaping into being his heir since he was a child

kan knows that if kinn and porsche were to break up kinn would be so weak that he could easily overthrow the main family when they're at their lowest and take power (much like vegas' plan) as in this scene from the trailer kan seems a little too happy about something

regardless i really can't think of a reason that could cause a conflict so big between kinn and porsche capable of breaking them up to the point they find themselves pointing guns at each other again because if we think about where they are now as a couple when a problem arises they are really quick to make up as they forgive each other istantly and just a touch is enough also we already got a scene with kinn and porsche pointing guns at each other in episode 10 before porsche runs away with vegas and we know kinnporsche is a series that uses parallels and foreshadowing and in that moment neither of them wanted to actually hurt the other so i wouldn't be surprised if the scene from the trailer coming during the final showdown at the main house pointing guns at each other goes just like that and they're not really against each other (they don't even have their fingers on the trigger) but i really do believe that a few people would try to separate them in these last two episodes

[molinaesque]

‘Look at these eyes. I’m dead - behind these eyes. I’m dead.’ (The Entertainer, 1960)

[tip-top-cloud-surfer]

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Nick "Goose" Bradshaw

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Handyman - Fem!Reader (Wife!Reader)

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Top Gun: Maverick

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

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A Walk Down Memory Lane - Bradshaw!Fem! OC | Reader

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Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia

Come Here - AFAB!Reader

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Natasha "Phoenix" Trace

Bleeding Hearts - Male!Bradshaw!Twin!OC (Braedon)

CW: Hospitals; Exes; Unresolved Feelings; Best Friend's Brother

Summary: After the bird strike, Phoenix's ex, who just so happens to be Rooster's twin brother, comes to check up on her.

Daggers (All 7)

THE FAMILY AFFAIRS COLLECTION >

Mav's Reaction to Each of the Daggers Dating His Daughter - Mitchell!Fem! OC | Reader

Summary: Maverick finds out that his daughter is dating someone that he knows when she invites her new partner to dinner. And so he makes it his mission to greet them at the door first.

The Daggers and Their (Secret) Kids

CW: Pregnancy, see warnings for additional specific CWs by Dagger (include Reference Character Death, Strained Relationships, Divorce, etc.)

Summary: Headcanons about the families that the seven Daggers could have had going into TGM with, since there's nothing about their families mentioned in the movie.

The Love Game - Fem!Reader (Glitch)

CW: Unrequited Love; Angst; Emotional Angst; One-Sided Relationship; ‘He’s in Love with Someone Else’ Trope

Summary: Glitch has been in love with Hangman for years but he’s getting married to another woman.

A.N. Multiple Pairings: Hangman/Glitch; Hangman/Fem!OC; Glitch /Mystery Dagger

[yuyu1024]

Secret dating

Pairings: Scoup / cheolie × y/n

Genre/tags: Idol and non-idol dating. been friends with cheolie before becoming an idol but have secret crush to each other

Warning: (none) just something sweet and short only.

~~~ [lmk if i miss anything]

Words: 2.6k

Disclaimer:

- this story is just made up

- english is not my first language, please be nice 😊

Note: reposting all my stories one by one again as I deleted my acct by mistake. All of the stories I will be posting is all mine.

(All of my fanfics/oneshots are also available wattpad @/shinestar1024)

Every concert you have been present. You had jumped and screamed for every hard hitting songs and then sing along and cry every now and then for every slow and ballad songs. You have been there since the beginning. You had been and will be supporting your best friend's career.

Cheolie's career together with his group soared so high that they got busier and more focused on their careers than ever. You respected it and understood it. It's normal for his job.

But then, one day, something shifted between you two.

"What's with the long face?" Ace, asks while she hands me the cup of hot chocolate drink I ordered

I smile and continued to stare outside the window of the coffee shop.

"Wow! A new endoresment for SVT." She gasps as she looks at the huge TV screen across the street. The one I'm looking at. "They've been busy..."

"Yeah, they have been."

"They had an event too right? A fanmeeting... something... and they went on a festival as the main event?"

"Yes. They did."

"And... you didn't go?"

"Yeaah, I can't." I take a sip of my drink

"That's a first. How come? You always makes time for his things..."

"I do. I want to support my best friend... but..."

"But what?"

"Things at work got hectic so I need to do somethings and..."

I can't tell Ace that I'm starting to feel something off. Not that Cheolie and I had a fight or what. It's just that, my heart feels weird lately. And I need to control it.

"The last event was weekend... so did you went out? Coz I'm sure you weren't home. I called you and it sounded like you were outside."

"I was." I press my lips together. "I was on this date thingy that my friend at work set up."

"What?" Ace got all excited. "Spill the tea! How is it?"

"Hmm... it's okay... he's seems nice and sweet."

"So... a potential second date?"

"Well..."

"C'mon! Do it! You don't have time to date because all you do for your free time is sleep or on a svt event."

It's true. That's the only life you had outside work. It looks like you are obsessed from a third person perspective but it doesn't bother you. One you are a fan and two, Cheolie is important for you.

"He actually asked me out for next friday night...I told him, I'll let him know my sched at work next week."

Ace claps and cheers for me, "finally!"

*********

After getting home, I did some cleaning in the house, especially my room and then took a nice shower. I feel refreshed and calm now. What a nice way to end my friday night after a long week of work.

I was towel drying my hair in the living room while I'm watching a kdrama on the TV, when I suddenly heard the lock on my door beeps. I panicked a little as I am not expecting anyone but then a familiar figure appears.

"What are you doing?" He asks

"Shouldn't I be the one asking you that?" I remove the towel on my head. "What are you doing here Cheolie?"

He's wearing all black from pants, hoodie and beanie

"It's late." I glance at the time on my phone and then saw a bunch of missed calls from him.

"How long did you shower that you missed all my calls?" He finally makes his way where I am and throws off.

"I have it on silent mode. I cleaned and showered." I explain

He sits down beside me and throws his head back.

"You look tired..."

"A little."

"Where you guys practicing today?"

"We had a photoshoot today."

"Oh... I see..."

Then his eyes darts straight at me, " oh, I see?" He repeats

"What?"

"Are you not a fan of ours now?"

"What? I am!"

"Then, why aren't you present on my last two events?"

I'm a little surprised that he noticed it. He barely had time now to meet me personally and event call me so, how did he know?

"Where were you?" He asks

"Hmm... first event... I'm at work. Overtime."

"This weekend?"

"I was on a date."

"A date?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"What do you mean why?"

"Why... like, why didn't you told me? Shouldn't I know this? And since when did you had time to meet anyone and have a boyfriend?"

"Whoa! Hold up!" I laugh, "boyfriend? No... it's just a date. My friend at work set me up to meet this guy. And, why would I tell you?"

"I am your bestfriend."

"Okay... but... you are busy... I'm sure my dating life is none on the top list of your concern." I tease

He suddenly became serious, "so you like him?"

"Hmm?"

"I am asking you, y/n. You like him?"

I scratch the back of my neck, "He's cute... and nice..."

"I asked, do you like him?"

"I don't know! I just met him once."

"Will you meet him again?"

"Ahm... maybe... Not sure yet."

"No."

"No?"

"I don't want you to meet him again."

"Why?"

"Because I said so!" He stands up, walking away and goes to my kitchen and opens the fridge to grab a water bottle.

"What's wrong with you?" I ask

"Don't." He says again after chugging the whole bottle. "Don't see that person again."

"What's wrong? Did you even know the guy I met?"

"No. But I don't care. You can't meet anyone." He throws the bottle water in the trash and comesback to sit beside me.

"You're being weird." I mumble. I throw the towel I have around my neck to the side and start to finger comb my damp dear.

We both became quiet for a while. I thought he was just focused on the show I was watching before he arrived.

"You smell different." He suddenly asks

I put my long hair to the side, still combing it with my fingers. "What does that mean?"

He pushes he's hood off, staring at me "Did you changed your shampoo?"

I scrunch my nose as I try to recall, "Not shampoo... I think it's the body lotion... My friend at work gave me one. She said she bought 2 bottles of it coz she liked the scent but I guess his husband and son didn't... so she gave me the other bottle.. then she can just finished the used one."

He then moves closers and gently reaches for my neck to smell. "It smells sweet." He mumbles. His breathe onto my skin tickled, making me jerk a little.

"It's vanilla, I think and some flower." I move a little away from him, which he notices.

"Why?" He asks

"It tickles." I run my fingers one last time through my hair. "You could've just asked me if you want to smell it. I can give you my hand..."

He smiles, "But you already touched you hair... so it will smell like your shampoo or conditioner too..."

"So does my neck! My hair touches my neck."

His smile grows. "Or maybe I just like to smell your neck."

"Weirdo." I shake my head, rolling my eyes at him.

"I missed you." He suddenly says and then proceeds to lay his whole body to me.

"Hey!" I protest. "You're heavy!"

"You're a strong woman. You can handle me."

"I'm not buff like you!" I try to push him away, with all my might but I fail. "Ugh! I give up."

"Just... let me..." he squirms more to get comfy until he reaches to the idea to actually embrace me. "I miss you..."

Crap! Why is he so clingy like this. Oh dear lord. My heart is beating out of my chest!

"Do I make you nervous?"

Should I answer him honestly? If I do, would it make things between us... awkward?

"N-no..."

"You're lying..." he nuzzles his face closer to my neck. "I can feel it..."

"Then why ask then..."

He chuckles, "you're so sassy..."

I suddenly became quiet after that. I just continued watching the show that is on right now. I just let him be. I slowly relaxed after a few more heart beats.

It's Seungcheol. It's not like a stranger is hugging me. Besides this is what he is, clingy and very affectionate. It does not mean anything.

For him.

But for me, as a weak girl, the things we used to do as young kids, now makes my heart flutter. I'm not sure if its because of him or I'm just that needy for affection since I haven't really had a boyfriend for quite awhile now.

"Cheolie... why are you here?" I ask, breaking the silence. "It's almost midnight... the members or your manager would be worried."

"I'm an adult." He mumbles, he's eyes were closed all this time. Though he's not technically sleeping coz he moves a lot.

"Of course I know that. What I meant is---"

He abruptly moves, raising his head up. We are eyes to eye. "Do you?"

"Huh?"

"Do you really know... that I am an adult?"

"What are you talking about? Of course I know. We are the same age. 27 years old."

His gaze slowly goes down from my eyes down to my lips. "When I say, I miss you.. what do you feel?" He asks

"I don't understand..."

"I said earlier... I missed you."

"I heard."

"So...?"

"Ahm... so?"

He sighs and move back away. "Y/n, you promised me to be present in every performance and event I have."

"Hey... I only missed two."

"You did. I understand. But... you didn't told me ahead of time. You couls've texted me and said, 'hey, I'll not be at this and that because this and that.' So... I will not look like a fool going around the stage, searching for you if you are in your seat."

"I ahm..."

"I always save you a seat. In case you didn't get a chance to buy your own ticket. You always text me if you got a ticket... these two times you didn't so I asked my manager to save you a seat. For those two events, I looked at that seat and you weren't there."

"Sorry..."

"I asked my manager if you arrived... and when he said no..."

"Hey... I'm sorry okay? I got busy and I didn't know that---"

"Busy? You went on a date."

"Hey. Cheolie, you are being---"

"Being what?" He snaps.

"Are we seriously will fight over a date I had? One date?"

"We will... if that date means something to you."

"W-wait. What do you mean? I'm not following where is this going..."

"It's simple."

I look at him and waited for him to say anything but he just kept looking at me. He's eyes shows a different side of Cheolie that I haven't seen before.

"I'm jealous."

What did he say?

"y/n. I am... jealous..."

But why though?

I can't speak. I'm too stunned to even react.

"It means, I like you. No, actually... not like... but.. I...love you... Y/n."

I finally blinked and breathe when I hear my wall clock strike 12 midnight.

"W-what...?"

"You heard me."

I take a deep breath, hand on my chest and look away. I think I'm experiencing a heart attack. My heart is faster than normal and I can feel my veins in head beating. Is this normal?

"Look at me..." he takes my hand and pulls me closer back to him. "Y/n, relax..."

"H-how can I relax.. y-you said..."

"I said I love you... yes..."

"H-how can you say that s-so casually... oh my gosh..."

"Because it's true... I can say it a hundred times more now just for you to believe it."

"Are you drunk? Or are you sleepy? Or... are you pranking me? Because I didn't go ... or... or..."

"Y/n... I will kiss you if you don't stop..."

And so, I stop. I tried my best to recollect my thoughts and not let my sleepy head confuse me.

Then, I look at him. He looks so cute. He looks a bit disappointed that I did stop rambling. I guess he really did want to kiss me.

I am not prepared for this situation. Yes, I am a little out of order but I am not welcoming this.

"Do you want to kiss me?"

His eyes widens. "What did you say?"

"You heard me..." I now bravely move closer. Closer to the point that I am sitting on his lap.

He eyes follows my every move, smiling. "Y/n..."

"So...?"

His takes me in, his behind my neck and pull me into THE kiss.

OUR kiss started slow, eyes looking at each other, testing the water. But when he felt that I am into it, he begins to deepen the kiss. More need and more thirst.

"I've never imagine us... kissing." I say as we both catch our breathes

"You didn't?" He tilts his head on the side, one brow arched.

"Like... duh... you are s.coups... the leader of SVT."

"So?"

"So? Hello... look at me and then you."

He smiles and kisses me on my cheek. "You are Y/n....my y/n.... without you... there is no me... remember that."

I can feel my cheeks burning. I try to hide it by looking away

"Hey..." he cups my face and asks me to look back. "Don't hide... I haven't seen you this long for quite some time... let me see your face..."

"You're busy... you guys are rocking it lately..."

"Yeah... we are.. " he smiles.

I look down at my knotted fingers, "so... we kissed.. "

"We did." He kisses me on my cheek again. "Are you going to ask me what will be our relationship after the kiss?"

I nod.

"Simple. You are mine and I am yours now. Exclusively...." he bites his lowerlip, trying to supress his smile.

I snort a laugh.

"What's funny?"

"Nothing... it's just that..." I look at his pouting face. "I just can't believe this...us... we've been friends for a long time and... now... we're making out. On my couch. In my apartment. And at midnight. "

"Why not?"

"Well...." then my phone dings.

I bet it's either his manager or one of his members.

"Look... Joshua texted me... they are looking for you... you didn't told them that you're coming here?"

"I told no one."

"You sneaked out?!?!" I slap him on his chest lightly, "Cheolie! You will be in trouble!"

"So?"

"What you mean so? Your career. What if a fan saw you or anyone from the news?"

"So, my career is important than us? Like... hello we are discussing our relationship!"

And we are back to our bickering relationship. We always do this. But we're not actually fighting, this is just how we talk. We nag each other.

"Cheolie..." I get up and try to pull him off my couch. "Go... I don't want you to get in trouble." I try my very might to pull him but he's strong. "Get up!"

"Let me sleep over."

"No!"

"Why not? I always do... when I visit you."

"Well... this time its different." I let his hand go and sit on the chair across him.

"Don't worry, Y/N... I will not do anything..." he smiles, reassuring me.

"Okay... but atleast inform your members and manager..." he nods "and sleep in the couch...."

"Okay." He smiles and then spreads both his arms wide open. "A kiss and a hug before you grab me a pillow and blanket."

"Fine." I kiss and hug him tightly before I went into my room to grab pillows and blanket for him.

"I love you." He whispers as I walk back out.

Its a whisper. But I heard it. And my heart felt it.

"I... love you too." I answer

[pinkpossession]

I think I might've found what works for me?

Hello, this is my first actual post on Tumblr. Most of the time I'm reposting helpful things from other LOA blogs, but now I actually have something to post. I had a revelation I wanted to share that I think is right, but I'm not sure.

For some background, I have known about the law of assumption since the start of 2021. I have manifested some small things, but I've struggled to find what truly works for me. Within this community, even outside Tumblr, I've always felt as though I was following what worked for someone else rather than what worked for me. I couldn't really find something that made manifesting fun and easy for me until now. Since my revelation, I think I've found something that makes me feel comfortable, but I want to be entirely sure I'm going the right way about things. This is a little bit of an ask/help for others who might feel how I do.

Now for my actual revelation. Stupidly enough this happened while I was watching "K-12" an online movie made by Melanie Martinez. If you've never seen K-12, the main group of characters all have supernatural, almost godlike abilities that help them navigate problems throughout the movie. The thing that made me think was in a scene where the main character Crybaby and her friend Angelita were deciding what to do about Crybaby's impending fight with another character. Angelita trying to support Crybaby says "Hold it together girl. We are capable of doing whatever we want. Remember?" and also says "Do you really think we'd have these abilities if we weren't supposed to use them?".

In a way, you could really use this as a metaphor for manifestation. This movie is not about manifestation, that is clear. However, in the movie we see the main group almost conjure up their abilities instantly as if they can make things appear out of thin air. The only reason they didn't in some cases (use their abilities) in the movie was 1) they made themselves believe that they couldn't use them or 2) were being controlled in some way. Relating that to manifestation, if we are the gods (or in control) of our realities, shouldn't this also apply to us?

Think about it. When you first get an idea to manifest something as soon as you decide to manifest it immediately creation is finished, it is destined to happen. Whether it be instant or in a span of time, it will happen cause you said it will. There is no limit to what you can do. As long as you keep saying what you want, it has to come true. Meaning that technically if you want, you can ultimately decide how manifestation works for you.

Now getting to the part that has to do with me (sorry for rambling and if you're still here thanks). I've always wanted to manifest like this. To just say that I want something and have it be done sounds so natural to me. No affirming if I don't want to, no methods, no anything. Just deciding that something will happen as if it's a superpower or ability. Even if I'm negative all damn day or don't affirm a lot, I can still get my manifestations just because I'm in control. Just knowing that it's my ability, and I'm capable of doing what I want.

Despite this feeling fun and interesting, I still have no clue if I'm thinking about manifestation the right way. While yes, I have done some research, I still feel inadequate. Reading Neville made manifesting seem hard and was overall difficult for me to understand, so I have literally never read a single one of his books. I have read some other books on manifestation but Neville being the backbone of the of assumption, I don't know if what I'm doing is right.

Because of this, I'm tagging some of the LOA accounts that I like to give me a bit of clarity. Now, I'm not really expecting you to respond. You guys get asks upon asks every single day, asking the same thing over and over. It gets tiring teaching the same lesson over and over, it's understandable. I just feel as though hearing it from people with more experience could help. So sorry if I'm inconveniencing you with my crap, but I have to ask.

@venuscelebrity

@babygothprincess

@itsravenbitch

@blushydior

@zen-shu 

[j2lx]

Asking Them "What is Love?": Part 2

Warnings: pet names used affectionately (babe, my love, pretty boy, baby boy, baby, pretty baby), slightly suggestive in Inumaki's part, slight bit of angst at Geto's part (on his inferiority complex) and Naoya's part but it turns to pure fluff (also naoya isn't a misogynistic piece of shit (for Fem!reader) bcuz he loves reader and thinks reader is amazing <3)

A/n: Continuation to Part 1 (with Itadori, Megumi, Kugisaki, Gojo and Maki)! Hope you all enjoy this one too! (Also note that this is a repost because the original one didn't appear in the tags after a day =( The original was posted on 7/3/2022, 12.50am UTC+8)

Characters: Nanami Kento, Ryomen Sukuna (Sukuna has his own body in this but isn't in his OG form), Okkotsu Yuuta, Inumaki Toge, Suguru Geto (basically high school Geto, before he became all you know), Naoya Zenin x Gender Neutral!reader

Nanami Kento

"Babe, what on earth is love?" You asked, as you and your boyfriend cuddled on the couch.

Your boyfriend put down his book, before lightly stroking his hand through your hair. "What's with the sudden question, my love?"

You giggled before replying, "Just curious about your opinion babe! Nothing more!"

He smiled, pressing a kiss to your forehead before addressing your question, "Love is a mixture of things. It's the mix of many emotions, positive and negative. Love is something that's really strong, and it will hold out through tough times, most of the time at least. Love consists of small things, from the butterflies in your stomach when you start developing a crush on a certain person, to the rush of affection you get for that person when you wake up next to them every morning. Love is made up of many memories, small and big ones alike. Making breakfast together, going out on dates, and so much more. All these things make up what love is. And love is something I've experienced with you, my love."

Your face flushed red, caught off guard by his romantic response. He laughed, a deep and resounding laugh. A beautiful laugh, in your opinion. He moved his hands to brush your cheeks gently, and you couldn't help but giggle at his actions.

"You're such an openly romantic person sometimes Kento! And it's when I least expect it too," you mutter, leaning into his touch, "I love you so much."

"I love you too," he said, pressing his forehead against yours.

Ryomen Sukuna

You and your boyfriend were cuddling under the blanket on your shared bed, watching a movie together. Suddenly, a question struck you and you couldn't help but ask your boyfriend, "Hey 'Kuna, what is love?"

"Huh? What's that supposed to mean? Don't you already know what love means? Just search a dictionary if you really don't know for goodness sake," he replied, rolling his eyes.

You rolled your eyes as well, punching his arm lightly as you said, "I was asking what you think love is! I obviously know the dictionary definition."

Sukuna glared at you, as if trying to find out your ulterior motive. You pouted from his lack of response, knowing he couldn't resist when you pouted. He sighed before answering, "Love is an emotion that I thought I would never experience. Frankly speaking, it's way too much for me to comprehend. One minute you feel funny in your stomach when you see the person you love, and the next you feel like pinning them against the wall so that you can kiss them aggressively."

You blushed at that comment, remembering how he had actually done that to you. He smirked at your reaction, before continuing, "Honestly, I thought that love was such a stupid thing, making me feel confused for the first time in my life. I didn't know what to do when I fell in love with you. But you showed me that love is a journey and that it'll take time to develop. That's how I'm here right now, on this bed, next to the one I love."

You smiled widely, internally touched by your boyfriend's confession. You cupped his face, before placing a kiss on his lips. He kissed back, his hands pressing your head closer to his. "I love you forever 'Kuna!" you exclaimed, after pulling away from the kiss.

He smiled, ruffling your hair before saying, "I love you forever too."

Okkotsu Yuuta

"Hey pretty boy! What even is love?" you asked your boyfriend, as both of you were eating dinner together.

Yuuta stares at you, confused by your question. Nonetheless, He put down his utensils, held your hand and answered, "Love is the emotion I experience when I'm with you silly." You pretended not to understand what he meant, so that you could get a more complete explanation from him.

And of course, your boyfriend knew what you were up to. He could see your eyes glinting with mischief, but decided to indulge you.

"Love is more than just the butterflies in your stomach, or the unexplainable thoughts that infiltrate your head when you see the person you love. Your heart just screams to be with this person, to spend as long as possible being with this person. You want to hold the person to you, as close as possible. You want to protect the person you love from all the horrors and the dangers of the world. And the thought of losing that person breaks you completely, it wrecks you because that person matters so much to you. You want nothing more than to make sure that the two of you can be there for each other, until you're separated by natural causes or otherwise. In conclusion, love is what I feel for you, and nothing will ever change that."

You pressed your lips to Yuuta's forehead, smiling as his face flushed red from your actions. "You really are a romance expert huh, pretty boy. I guess that's one reason I fell in love with you," you giggled.

"And of course your pretty boy, also known as a love and romance expert, loves you too," he teases, hand sliding under the table to intertwine with yours.

Inumaki Toge

"Toge! I have a question for you!" you exclaimed while walking back to the dorms after training with your boyfriend. He looked at you, tilting his head a little, as if to urge you to ask him the question.

"What is love, baby boy?" you asked, your hand moving to intertwine with his. Inumaki's face flushed red, averting his gaze from yours as he pulled his collar up, covering even more of his face. You giggled at his reaction, ruffling his hair. "It's ok, you don't have to answer now! You can write out your answer too, if you feel more comfortable with doing that," you said gently. Inumaki looked at you and nodded, his cheeks still tinted with a blush from before.

After the two of you got back to your dorm and you locked the door behind the both of you, Inumaki pinned you to the wall. 'W-Wait baby boy- what are you doing?" you stuttered. His hands pulled the collar of your shirt down a little, exposing your collarbone. Before you could say anything else, he pressed his lips to your neck and started sucking and kissing it. You smiled to yourself, knowing that he was desperately trying to express his emotions through his actions. You raked your hand through his hair as he continued kissing your neck, biting it lightly occasionally.

The two of you spent the next few minutes that way, the only sound heard in the room was the sound of his lips sucking your neck. After he pulled away, you gave him a while to breathe, before pressing your lips to his.

"That was amazing, baby boy! I love you so much," you said, voice laced with affection as you pat his head. He smiled as he muttered, "L-Love you too." You smiled warmly, remembering that he practiced over and over to make sure that those three words he said won't harm you, because of his cursed speech.

The next morning, you woke up to find a note on your bedside table that said, "Love is more than just what I did for you. I wanna show you more of what love really is. Meet me in my room at 8 tonight?" You grinned, excited for what your boyfriend had in store for you.

Suguru Geto

"Hey Suguru?"

"Hmm? What's up baby?"

"What on earth is love?" you asked teasingly, because of course you knew the answer to what it was. All you wanted was for your handsome boyfriend to give you some cliche romantic answer.

"Huh… oh…" Geto replied quietly, a response you weren't expecting from your boyfriend.

Sensing something wasn't right, you wrapped your arms around Geto, pulling him into a hug while he continued staring into space. "What's up?" you asked, wondering what was going through his mind.

"Nothing… it's just that I never thought I ever deserved love… I'm always the second best you know… I didn't think I should be loved because I'm just not good enough. But when I met you, I finally felt that I was somebody's number one, not the second choice. I felt like I was needed for being me, just being myself and not trying to be better. So love is the feeling I get whenever you look at me with those pretty eyes of yours, because I truly feel the admiration and love you feel for me. You're one of the only people who made me feel like I was their "first choice", the one they wanted all along. Love is something that only you can make me feel after all," Geto said, smiling at you while patting your head.

Your eyes started tearing up after hearing his confession, and you nuzzled your head into the crook of his neck. "Suguru, I love you so, so much you know that?" you muttered, kissing his neck gently.

"Mhm, I know. I love you too. Forever."

Naoya Zenin

You and your boyfriend were laying in bed together, your favourite movie playing in the background. You've seen it countless times, and your mind couldn't help but wander elsewhere. Suddenly, you thought of something you wanted to ask Naoya, so you tugged on his sleeve lightly, looking up at him.

He looked at you, lips curving into a smile, before he carried you and placed you on his lap, facing him. "What's up hmm my pretty baby?" he asked as he stroked your back gently.

"Naoya… What is love?" you muttered, hands playing with his. You honestly didn't expect him to answer your question completely, but the thing about your boyfriend is that he was always going beyond your expectations. He smiled warmly, hands stroking yours now.

"Well, love is a thing that can be tainted so easily. You think someone is showing you love, but the intentions behind that "love" they're showing you could be horrible. So finding the purest kind of love is difficult. I was mostly exposed to the kind of tainted love when I was younger, the kind where people only loved me for what I could provide to them, and not for who I was. And I guess I was so used to that that when I first experienced pure, untainted love, I was unsure of what to do. Of course, I learnt a lot along the journey of loving someone for who they are and being loved for who I am, but I'm still learning lots about this emotion. And I truly hope you'll show me more of what this pure and beautiful love really is."

You snuggled closer to Naoya, moving such that your head rested against his chest, hearing his heartbeat. He smiled and kissed your forehead, his hands still held by your own.

"I love you Naoya. So so so so so much. I'll love you forever," you confess. He laughs softly, brushing some of your hair out of your face.

"I know you will. And the same goes for me. I'll love you infinitely forever."

Hope you all enjoyed reading this one too and don't forget to check out part 1 too!

© @j2lx, 2022

[kavaeroexe]

Mei meeting Flamechaser (Y/N)? 👉👈

(Y/N)'s signets are Signets of Decay and focus on status effects/debuffs (ie. freeze, stun, bleed, etc.)

Sincerely, the same anon who requested the Flamechaser hc post

I start to recognize you Anonn!!

Freeze to the core

mei x flamechaser reader

summary: sometimes the only thing we both understand about decay is that it’s something people are not ready for, but how about the god of thunder?

warning: typos, bad grammar  

attention! please do not try to repost my works, I only post my works on Tumblr, if anyone see someone stole my works please inform me through the comments, tag me in the works, or message me!  

She looks at you, standing in the corner of the lounge, waiting for her arrival, waiting for her as a visitor, Raiden Mei, the herrscher of thunder, furiously looking at you, and then she hummed, not letting any words to say to you

"I didn't know you will be so cold towards people that you consider useless" you start the conversation, she looks surprised but then she replies to your words. "I thought you don't want to be bothered"

You huffed, and then nod your head, good reason to not open a conversation with someone, but then you find her asking again "May I know who you are? Fellow flamechaser? "

"Pf- ekhm- fellow? Where did you get that name for flamechasers? " you asked, but then she shrugged it off by not looking at you, alright she's asking, it’s your duty and job to answer it.

"My name Y/N of Decay, I bear the signet Decay and... The 14th flamechaser" you raised your hand up to her shoulder, and pat it a few times, you raise a smile as well and then sat on Eden's couch, sighing a bit.

“So.. you are the weakest?”

“More or less, I’m almost reaching the point where I’m a failure subject from the surgery, but tada I’m here,” you said, nodding in agreement when she lured out the statement that you’re the weakest.

“I see... but you survive right?”

“Well but not for long see? I’m already here, meeting every single successor and every day just remembering the past” your response leaves her in silence, well every visitor that talked with you does like this, so you just hummed along with it.

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The first time Mei gets the signet of Decay, she gets surprised to see how good your signet helping her a lot, well every signet does the same too, but something feels different with your signet

sometimes your signet gets more powerful in the correct situation, and aside from just debuffing her enemy, it buffs her too in the correct situation too, weird, but that’s what happens.

so one day she just ask about more of your signet and then you replied with, “just debuffing, what else?”

“No, it’s just... it’s more than just debuffing, what are you hiding from me?” 

“Maybe because the Signet match with your ability in fighting? or because you’re a Herrscher, Decay is something that really fits Herrscher, not to mention, it’s a first-time Signet doing more than it’s supposed to do” you simply react, and then patting the sofa, asking her to sit beside you, and she just immediately sit beside you.

You quickly pull her face closer to yours, and then whisper “Or there is a special connection with us? I would like to know” you put a smirk on your face, but your face quickly changes the second she pushes you so you lay down on the sofa and she’s on top of you.

“Or are you simply attracted by my existence?”

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As the time passed by, she got used to using your signet and slowly built a very close connection with you, because you’re approachable, unproblematic, and easy to talk to, just like Hua and Sakura, but you’re way more fun to talk to, you have plenty of interesting stories from the past, and you both have the same preference of liking.

“Oh actually people like to talk to me about love more, what difference between me and Elysia is Elysia loves to give people advice, but people ask for my advice, funny hehe~” You replied while Mei sitting comfortably on the sofa, looking at you with a super-thin smile appearing in her face.

“I could say you also give better advice, but I have to admit, Elysia is better at giving before relationship love advice, but you give a good advice for people in the relationship” Mei let out a little chuckle

“It’s true, Elysia is good at that... what kind of things we even talk about right now haha~!” you let out a laugh and then played a bit with your hair by ruffling it and making it a bit messy.

“But sounds fun to talk to you, Y/N” she admits, and then stroking your hair softly, she slowly blushes and hummed before she puts a distance from your face

“S-sorry, I got carried away..”

“Pff, want to hear a secret, Mei?” you asked before you get yourself close to her and whisper...

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She step herself into the place she used to know, familiar places, that haven’t changed a bit

Hyperion.

she stepped in, trying to look for someone, most of Hyperion’s lights have to get turned off, but she stopped searching when he saw a familiar figure looking through the window.

Captain of Hyperion.

“So how’s your feeling after you get yourself into the Elysian realm?”

“feels... adventurous.. captain- no.. Y/N of Decay.”

“Pfft get spoilered by my old me? it’s a good experience to be able to connect with that SIM and tell her everything,” you claimed yourself, the moment you turned around, you were surprised to see how close Mei’s face was.

“Mei...?” 

“Captain... seems that we are always together... even at the Elysian real, somewhere far away from your reach, you still managed to connect with me”

“Ekhm- I thought you like Kiana?”

“....no Captain... it’s a... my relationship with Kiana is not that complicated as my relationship with you.”